For every woman quietly rising after a heartbreak.
Even when the world sees you smiling, there’s a storm inside that only God truly knows. This is for the woman grieving in silence, choosing peace, and finally learning to breathe again.
It’s one of the hardest things — to miss someone and still walk away.
To still love parts of them… and yet protect the version of you they kept wounding.
If you’re here, you’re not alone. This poem is for you — for the healing, the hoping, and the hard in-between.
Poem: When You Still Miss Him… But You Choose to Let Go
I still miss him sometimes.
Not the arguments,
Not the blame,
The plans we made that felt like forever.
I miss the hope — the version of us I prayed could be real.
The way I thought love was supposed to redeem everything.
But love, real love, doesn't bruise you with words
Or make you feel like you are always the problem.
I used to stay because of the kids,
Because I thought God could still work through the brokenness.
But I learned:
God never asks us to stay bound in something
That’s breaking the very spirit He came to restore.
I still have love in me…
But now, that love is turning toward healing.
Toward choosing peace over pretending.
Toward making space for the Holy Spirit to mend my cracks
Instead of someone else deepening them.
I don’t hate him.
I just refuse to stay where grace no longer flows,
Where manipulation hides behind half-truths,
And “I love you” sounds more like a trap than a comfort.
So I’m letting go.
Not because I stopped caring.
But because I started caring about me —
The woman God is raising up in the ruins,
The mother who deserves to be whole,
The daughter of God who finally sees her worth.
Letting go doesn’t mean I’m not hurting.
It means I’m trusting.
It means I’m believing that Jehovah Jireh will provide —
Not just money, but joy, stability, and peace.
Yes, I miss him.
But I miss me more.
The joyful, grounded woman I used to be.
The one who danced with freedom and laughed without walking on eggshells.
So I’m rising now.
With trembling hands and a trusting heart.
I’m choosing healing,
Choosing God,
Choosing to become whole again.
And I know…
I won’t walk this path alone.
Because the One who sees every tear
Is walking right beside me.
Reflection & Encouragement
If this spoke to you, take a moment. Breathe.
You’re not weak for missing them.
But you are strong for deciding that missing them is no longer a reason to stay where you’re hurting.
📖 Isaiah 43:19 — “See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?”
There is a new thing coming. You are not forgotten. You are not stuck. You are rising.
💬 I’d love to hear from you:
Have you walked through a similar season?
Leave a comment, share this with a friend who needs it, or just whisper this truth to your heart today:
I am not alone. And I am not going backward. God is leading me forward.
With love and healing,
Luisa ✨
As you go through this process, remember that God is near to the brokenhearted (Psalm 34:18), and He will continue to heal and restore you.
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